I have been DYING to blog this and now that I have a machine again (Thanks to Scott, whom I will be paying in Boeuf Bourgignon and cream puffs. Yes, I pay my IT guy in food, just as I pay my tax guy in Scotch) I can!
So I was taking the Emery Barnes car back to its spot, because it had to have some graffiti removed. Lo, a Zipcar was in the spot, so I called the office.
David asked if I wanted to have it towed.
“I…Yes. Yes, I do.”
So I got the Zipcar towed. And it felt damn good.